Bayside - "Sick, Sick, Sick" and "Blame It on Bad Luck" (Live in San Diego 3-11-15)

Bayside - Sick, Sick, Sick (LIVE) 5/14/2017 Electric Factory Philly

Lyrics

I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fateBut I know, I know I asked for this myself I'm bound by law to hellAnd its Sick! Sick! Sick!Humans have their needs, living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seemYeah, it's anchorage, no its the devil in a dress, is exactly what you see

Sick! Sick! Sick!It's Sick! Sick! Sick!

You made a mess of thingsMy what a mess you've madeI hate the way you make me feelI hate the way you make meAnd your world is cold outsideSo button up and open wideI hate the way you make me feelSick! Sick! Sick!

If memory serves me correct I gave you all, you gave me lessYou're sex capades deliver checks, but cant afford you self respectAnd it's Sick! Sick! Sick!Humans on their knees, living in a fairy tale is tearing at the seemsYeah, its anchorage, no its the devil in a dress, exactly what you seeSick! Sick! Sick!

You made a mess of thingsMy what a mess you've madeI hate the way you me feelI hate the way you make meYour world is cold outsideSo button up and open wideI hate the way you make me feelSick! Sick! Sick!

Maybe love is looking for someone to fill the holesWe grow up building lives with holes in all our wallsThe walls could fall but here you were with spare bricks to save the dayAnd we pray its not to late spare bricks could be dead weight

You made a mess of thingsMy what a mess you've madeI hate the way you make me feelI hate the way you make meAnd you're world is cold outsideSo button up and open wideI hate the way you make me feelSick! Sick! Sick!